Paella, Sun Full and the light life Spaniards get up at lunchtime, which is why the whole daily routine shifts back so much that dinner usually only starts when the rest of the world is already in bed. They mainly feed on Tapas and chorizo, drink liters of sangria, who gives normal people the cat of their lives, after every effort (which of course also includes every meal) for the first time. is attended, the noise level in Spain is about three times as high as in all other countries around the world. I also prepared myself to meet tanned Spaniards named Antonio or José every day, who either whistle after me or pull out their guitar to impress me with a romantic song.
No, of course it’s not that bad and as a German I know myself how much clichés Nerves can (are fun brakes, wear dirndls every day, eat nothing but sauerkraut, potatoes and sausages) and how little true they are often. Nevertheless, the fact that Spain and Germany are not like identical twins cannot be denied and since I will live here for three months, I have the best conditions to get a taste of foreign culture. So what can I say about the clichés after I’ve been here for a week now? I have to admit that I haven’t had a single one yet Paella tasted instead of Sangria I drank liters of beer (which is probably typically German again) and at eight on the street in the morning I was surprised by the hustle and bustle – the proof that Spaniards can also get up early has already been provided. I haven’t come across Antonio and José either, the Spaniards are tanned, but they seem to prefer a friendly welcome to whistling and guitar.
I still have to get used to a few things. The fact that the table is set at nine in the evening at the earliest seems a bit odd to me and I don’t necessarily find closed shops at lunchtime practical. what the Siesta Otherwise, however, I have to say that I enjoy the peace and quiet that spreads out in the city for a few hours every day and that forces me to swim with the sluggish mass and put my feet up. The constant hustle and bustle and the feeling of being lazy when you take a break has us Germans under control. In any case, the Spaniards seem to be connoisseurs who take daily friends at least as seriously as their work. Have you ever seen a German who insists on leaving the office to lie down on the lake for three hours? That Spain is not made up of sun and beach, I saw enough last week – as soon as you stay away from the trampled tourist paths and, for example, the hinterland Explored, you come across rocky landscapes and fields, where apple trees and sunflowers bloom and see at least as much as the one on the Mediterranean Sea.
Although I’ve only been here for a week, the country’s relaxed atmosphere has already rubbed off a bit on me – maybe because I often miss them in Germany. The cities look incredibly lively and colorful, the increased volume level (yes, this cliché is definitely true!) contributes to this mood. It must be due to the weather and temperament of the Spaniards – if you so much sun, you get an overdose of endorphins every day. As far as the clichés about the Germans are concerned, I will also try to tidy up a bit – I already had a lot of fun, a dirndl is not in my suitcase and I have decided to tackle my whole trip quite carefree. Or as the Spaniard likes to say: “No te preocupes.”
